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Blood-Stained Sheets

Author: Mandi Gayle
ASL Info:    22/Female/Kentucky
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Class/Type: Poetry /Dark
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Blood-Stained Sheets

My needs they raise with the waxing moon,
My body calls him without my consent;
I tremble knowing that he’ll be here soon,
And ‘Neath the morrow’s sun I shall repent.
Demonic lust floods through every vein,
Heaven save me from my desperate wants;
I wish not to give in and yet I can’t abstain,
Let my ears fall deaf to his lascivious taunts!
He appears in my bed, his hand on my thigh,
His teeth are sinking into my willing skin;
With the pouring of red comes Ecstasy’s cry,
He smirks for he knows he’s won yet again.
In a flash he’s gone to walk Hell’s streets,
And I’m lying alone in blood-stained sheets.

Submitted on 2007-05-09 16:59:22     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  This defention of Vamperic poetry, inspires me, and intrigues me very much so. The way of your words makes you sound so helpless and defensless against what vampires are known for their being of romance, or shall I say, that all they do is feast, [censored], and run, but very beautiful lines especially neath the morrows suns, I shall repent, very beautiful lines here. I see yet this long for love still, even how dark it is inside, for the narrortor inside of this poem, is not fighting entirly over what this significant other, shall I say, is doing to her. She tries to but can't resist, for example, it may or may not be a poor example, but should I say your ex lover, comes upon you, and stains memories of you and feasts off of your sexual delight, you don't want to get to involved with it, because you know you'll get hurt again in the end, because he'll just leave you, almost as if he is or still is using you for sex and only that passionate moment is what comes back inside of your own head, that tells you its okay to give in, and at the end of the poem, you mention you lie alone, in your blood stain sheets, if some one can not clearly focus on the dark part of the bloody sheets, you can hence tell that you lie inside of misery, for he has took flight again from his doing, and your hurt all over again. I don't know if that made of sense, but I tried my hardest. Beautiful write, and good luck on your book.
| Posted on 2007-05-13 00:00:00 | by Crestfallenman | [ Reply to This ]
  At first I thought it perhaps a homicide tale hence the title
“Blood Stained Sheets”.

But to my surprise…Vampire poetry.....I love it!!!
At least that is my take on the piece; correct me if I'm wrong.

“Neath the morrow” gives off a Shakespeare feel.

As always Miss Mandy Gale, a pleasure to read!
| Posted on 2007-05-10 00:00:00 | by theDevilsPocket | [ Reply to This ]
  i suppose very morbid but in a edgar allen type which is more compliment then not good poem but fiction or non is what i ask. is this real. and im not asking in a cicil and eggbert type of way but in a way to understand . other then that good write
| Posted on 2007-05-10 00:00:00 | by 1949mercury | [ Reply to This ]
  it's a halfway decent write by the way
| Posted on 2007-05-09 00:00:00 | by psyko | [ Reply to This ]
  fiction or not, it tells a LOT about your personallity.

You gotta step out of the quicksand that is your psyche... and hell... maybe stand in some wet concrete for a day or two... maybe you get what I mean?
| Posted on 2007-05-09 00:00:00 | by psyko | [ Reply to This ]
  I have a hard time finding poetry that I like, and I can say I honestly say that this one, I do like.
It reminds me of a poem I would read out of a book.
I really like the wording in this piece.
Very good work, I really can't think of anything negative. Nothing forced, flows nicely, and very creative.
Much better than I could ever do.
I like to think of poems as dreams, anything can happen.
| Posted on 2007-05-09 00:00:00 | by _bloody_kiss_ | [ Reply to This ]
  I love these lines-
My needs they raise with the waxing moon

And ‘Neath the morrow’s sun I shall repent

but this was my favorite!- excellent
Let my ears fall deaf to his lascivious taunts

"Love, Lust, and Lies"

I got that from one of the stations I listen to lol

sexual frustration can be hell, I completely understand you..I like how you put this one together, it's haunting yet desirous
| Posted on 2007-05-09 00:00:00 | by Ani | [ Reply to This ]

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